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| You know why I've called you into my office, right? | |
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| Because I stole the petty cash? | |
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| You did that you wannabe Big Mac Slinger bossman? No, that's not why. | |
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| Because you wanted me to bristle job your gluteal cleft? | |
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| Maybe later. Listen, when you guys beat up on Chen, don't be ripping his clothes and bloodying up his face... well, at least not as much as you have been, okay? | |
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| *Whew!* Dude.No problem! I thought you called me in over something bad! | |
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